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Sunshine dies off

darkness shows up at front door step

I hide in my dreams,

but cannot hide from a force so strong.

Darkness finds me, and

swallows me up,

I wake up and engage with rough times

not knowing what to do next.

As I keep trying to get out,

I get weaker and weaker.

It is now too late. No more

chances to live. Now it's time

to sleep one more time, but this

time in my coffin bed.